I go to the Wiener Circle for the food. The char polish is amazing, the fries are great, and I'm so grateful that they don't serve malts too because otherwise I would've died of a coronary a decade ago. My first visit to the Wiener Circle? God, at least million years ago, back when there was a gay video bar down the block called Take One. I think I was 18 years old. Maybe 16.
I always recommend a visit to the Wiener Circle when friends from Seattle are heading to Chicago. They're never disappointed. And no one who has ever gone to the Wiener Circle on my recommendation has ever mentioned the abuse schtick. All they talk about are the chars, the cheddar chars, the double char cheddars, and the char polishes.